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Molly spread the blueprints across the van's hood and tapped a crayon drawing with her fingernail. "Here's the target. Little Timmy's seventh birthday. Fortress-level security, apparently." "A children's party? Molly, we've hit casinos. Banks. That one haunted lighthouse." "And none of them had a bouncy castle. This one does. We steal the presents, we're legends." "Legends? The papers will call us the Present Predators." "I already had the Present Predators. I was thinking the Birthday Bandits." "That's worse." "It's memorable, Bill." "Fine. Walk me through the plan." "We enter through the balloon arch at precisely two p.m., when the clown performs his juggling act. Everyone will be watching." "Except the parents watching their kids." "We'll be disguised as parents." "Parents who come to a stranger's birthday party to steal gifts?" "Exactly. Nobody questions a parent at a party. That's the beauty of it." "What's the exit strategy?" "Bouncy castle. We go in the entrance, out the emergency slide, over the fence, into the getaway minivan." "The one with the 'World's Okayest Dad' bumper sticker?" "That's our cover, yes." Bill sighed. "You know what? After the lighthouse job, this actually sounds reasonable." "That's the spirit. Now help me practice my kids' party small talk."